I’ve always had a love/hate relationship with Daylight Savings Time — I love the one night a year it buys me an extra hour to sleep, and therefore an extra hour to stay out the night before — but I pretty much hate it the rest of the year. For the unaware, Daylight Savings Time (DST) is the practice where a bunch of now-deceased dudes mess with the clock a few months out of the year just so they can screw with my sleep schedule. I always assumed that DST was put in place so that farmers could have more light to farm by (or whatever it is farmers do at 4am when the rest of us are just getting home for the night), but a brief skim of DST’s wikipedia page shows that the practice of DST — though proposed by various people over the years — was actually put into place by a bunch of Eurotrash A-holes who were trying to conserve coal during World War I so they’d have more energy to bomb the hell out of America.